Eucharist Premise (Poetics of Place)

Jigging in a circle.
Half-dressed and turgid,
narrow shoulders slapped the length,
assessed width, a
baby arm holding
an apple.

Growing restless in the sheets,
gesturing with an electronic device,
intruding the dew plum,
She grips on the gravity
slipping as performances
elsewhere and when
peak.

Performative verbs  inform the
struggle,
too much noise, the squeaking
breaking bed folded lengthwise
in their acts.

Everyday sing-song tantrums,
performed by the acrobatic and eager,
sweaty slap of hips and tips,
rhythm of hood against groove.

A tip against lips, against puckers.
A flip of folds, a gentle tap of pats.
Promises primly provided,
as the world churns beneath them.